I simply adore being in Cannes, with its splendid, high-end hotels, its outdoor cafes, the elegantly turned-out couples strolling on the boulevard, the nearly naked young people frolicking at the water's edge, unembarrassed by their perfectly toned bodies and golden skin….What's that? I am mistaken? We're not on the Riviera? Oh, naughty carissima, you are trying to fool me with a cruel joke! This couldn't possibly be…Huntington Beach?
